Doe

Mu Zhishen walked to the edge of the door that was blocked by tables, chairs and cages, and looked out through the crack of the door that was opened before. The outside was not a horse corridor, but a strange dark and narrow hut.

"Oh, I can't help it." Baijia sighed, and started to move his wrist and joints, "Senior Brother Mu, when those ghosts come, I will hold them back. As for you, just run hard and find There is a six-armed boy's house, the only place in this old village that is safe, don't worry about me, your self-sacrificing junior, just run away."

Mu Zhishen didn't speak.

"Don't trust me?" Bai Jia asked.

"Yes." Mu Zhishen was very honest.

"Okay then," Bai Jia said helplessly, "then you can find the exit yourself, don't blame me for not warning you, this place is quite dangerous. You'd better survive until the backup sent by your grandfather, but according to my experience, those backup Ninety-nine out of ten will die here."

Mu Zhishen showed no expression, showing no sign of being frightened at all.He asked, "Who are you? Why are you so familiar with this place?"

"Why are you so curious?" Baijia took out many iron bells from his bosom, and hung them in every corner of the house, "Many people are familiar with this place, except me, as well as Grandmaster Wudu and his ghost brother Baili. Cassia. To be honest, I really want to say that you Xianmen should not fight against Baili Jueming. He is the funniest ghost I have ever seen in my life. Which ghost have you seen blowing fire dragons at the intersection of the street? money?"

"No. Who are you?"

What a boring and stubborn guy.Bai Jia smiled helplessly, drew out his knife, and made a gesture of preparation, "Hey, brother, I don't have time to chat with you, our good friend is here."

As soon as he finished speaking, the dilapidated wooden door was smashed through forcefully, the fire was blown out by the white frame, the only light source disappeared, and the darkness flooded the entire room like a cold tide.Mu Zhishen felt a cold and gloomy atmosphere, it was a ghost entering the house.

Bells suddenly sounded all around, and a cold wind blew in front of him, and the ghosts screamed and rushed towards the bells.Mu Zhishen finally understood the function of the bell, which was originally used to attract those ghosts.The bells sounded one after another, and Baijia used some method to precisely control the shaking of all the bells at the same time, attracting those ghosts like teasing a dog.Mu Zhishen walked through the firepit unharmed and entered the next room.

On the way back, he found that the houses he passed were different from the ones he walked the first time. Many of the houses were new houses that he had never been to before, just like he just returned to the firepit house at the beginning inexplicably.This old village is very strange, the layout changes from time to time, and the inside is like a maze.He marked the way and opened door No. 20, and he reached the room with the statue of the six-armed boy.The house changes from time to time, even if you sign Baijia, you may not be able to come here.But his instinct told him not to worry about that person, he was safer than himself.

The formation of their team was determined by Jiang Ruoxu. He didn't know the people in the team before he arrived at the Eighteenth Prison. What he can be sure of is that all the selected disciples must come from the Jiangzuo Four Sects.Who is Bai Jia?This person mentioned Baili Jueming, the words seemed to be very familiar, Mu Zhishen knew that Baili Jueming had escaped from the seal, could it be that Bai Jia was sent by Baili Jueming?

It is meaningless to think about these things now, Mu Zhishen held up the torch and looked around. There are tables, chairs, cabinets and half-used wood piled up here, and the ground is covered with sawdust like snowflakes.The wind lamp illuminated a dark side, and his shadow hit the wall, stretched long, at first glance like a ghost following him all the time.There is a wall almost full of several tables and small scorpions, and the highest point is the statue of the god.Mu Zhishen picked up the wind lamp and looked closely. The statue was about the height of his calf, with a small bun and waving six arms like lotus roots. Each of his hands held silver, glass, coral, clam, red bead and agate.

It is very quiet here, there is no one, and the ghost has not yet appeared, only the sound of pattering rain, as if breaking through the wall can go outside.

Mu Zhishen wandered around the room to see if there was anything useful.There are many messy pictures on the wall, like children's brushstrokes, with messy lines and unclear shapes.There are traces of knocking with a blunt object on several cases, the black paint has been smashed off, and there are spots like pockmarks on the surface of the case.There used to be a kid here and he liked to mess around here.

He squatted down, turned out the burden behind his back, took out a heart lock from it, and input spiritual power.

"Mu Zhishen survived, Bai Jia's life and death are unknown, and the others died."

Lianxinsuo's light flickered, but there was no sound. He didn't care and continued to walk.As the lamp moved around, he suddenly found a bronze mirror under a chopping board. When he touched it, it was indeed an octagonal bronze mirror left by the previous team.He put the wind lamp on the stool, sat down cross-legged, and opened the bronze mirror with a symbol.It was so dark inside that even facing the light, the image in the mirror could not be seen clearly, only Mu Zhishen's own shadow reflected on it.

"I'm Xie Cenguan." A hoarse voice came from the mirror.

"On the other side, are you also trapped in the stockade? I think so, this place is beyond our expectations. There is no end to the room, even if the wall is broken, it is still a room, a room, a room. Me and others I was separated for 58 days, and my dry food and water were almost exhausted. Fortunately, I found a few moldy steamed buns in the last house, and I could barely deal with a few mouthfuls."

The mirror was a little brighter, revealing a bearded chin, Mu Zhishen heard the sound of rain inside, perhaps lightning illuminated the darkness.

"Recording this is actually not very useful. I think everyone who enters here will die. This message will probably never see the light of day." His voice was full of exhaustion, "We are too ignorant, and it is completely right to come here. Wrong. They say that this is a magical land, there are countless elixir, and it can even bring the dead back to life. I originally wanted to find the secret treasure of the anode, to help my Xunwei change the pure yin body, and let her be an ordinary child. But there is no Prescription, there is no resurrection, only death."

Mu Zhishen listened silently, he knew Xie Xunwei, she was an orphan of the Xie family, with a tragic fate.

"I'm almost desperate," Xie Cenguan seemed to be smiling in the darkness, "but you may still have hope. People want to live. Look at those evil spirits, even if they are attached to someone else's body, they still want to live." Live. If you want to struggle again, I can tell you what I know.

As you can see, this place is very strange. We couldn't find the place where the horse corridor was originally, and we were trapped in the room and the room.In fact, you will be able to see the horse corridor again soon, but you should not have the guts to go out by then.I made many attempts to escape this place.I guess the trick is in the portal, and you can't go through the portal.So I broke the wall, same thing, I got to the next room.This was the first attempt, and it failed.

Then I started my second attempt, this time running hard in one direction.No matter how big this place is, there must always be a boundary.However, I ran for nearly two hours and was chased by a group of ghosts, but I still couldn't get out.The second time, it also failed.

Then there is only one last guess, which I can't verify at all-this stockade is alive. "

"Impossible." Mu Zhishen said.

"I know you will definitely say 'impossible'," Xie Cenguan said with a smile, "I'm just using an analogy, and sometimes using an analogy can clearly explain things that are hard to say. When I said 'the stockade is alive', It's related to the ghost mother's technique, but after thinking about it for a long time, I can't figure out what the ghost mother's technique is. However, I found another important thing.

If you got this mirror, and it hasn't been moved, you should be in a room full of stuff.This should be a carpenter's warehouse. I just discovered that the tables, chairs and cabinets are all made of cedar.As long as you are a monk, you should know that the cedar is a very dark wood. Those who sell coffins call it "Yin wood", and few people use it to make household items.If it is used as a coffin, nine out of ten dead people will become murderous corpses. "The dark image in the mirror was moving, it was Xie Cenguan who moved to the wall, and he knocked on the board wall, "What's more frightening is that I found out that the whole village is made of fragrant fir.Friends, we are in a huge coffin. "

Mu Zhishen picked up a piece of wood and looked at it, it was indeed a fragrant fir.What kind of village is here?Why did the people who built the village choose fragrant Chinese fir as their timber?The stockade is built of Yin wood, and the dead bodies in it are prone to violent changes.He was lucky before, and neither of the two white corpses in the granary got up.Thinking about it now, it should have been the barbarian corpse that was wandering outside the inner corridor before. It changed violently after they entered the inner corridor, no wonder they didn't see it when they went there for the second time.

Xie Cenguan rubbed his throat, and wanted to say something more.At this moment, a shout came from outside the house on Xie Cenguan's side.

"Quick, that thing is coming—"

Xie Cenguan stood up abruptly, and looked out through the window paper.He turned back and hurriedly said: "I have to go, that's the voice of the younger brother of the Yu family! According to my experience, if you want to live longer, you must abide by a rule. I engraved it on the ground. Look for it." .” He finally said, “Latecomers, I hope you survive.”

There was the sound of the door opening and closing in the mirror, but there was no more sound, and Yu Lianhai's voice calling Xie Cenguan was not heard. There was dead silence outside the mirror.Mu Zhishen lowered his head and wiped the sawdust.

As soon as a line of words was erased, a faint wind chime suddenly sounded outside the house.Is it a wind chime on a chain?He didn't act rashly, and looked out through the hole in the window screen. The layout of the old village changed again, and the outside turned out to be the horse-riding corridor he had been looking for for a long time.The heavy rain is still falling, and the whirling rain line is fluttering.The end of the corridor was covered with a strange red light, and the area was still expanding, spreading towards him.

Something heavy was moving in the depths of the red light, "Shusha... rustling...", he felt the floor trembling from the vibration of that thing, like trembling with fear.

what?

The spreading speed of the red light was very fast, and that thing was coming over soon.Mu Zhishen finally understood what Xie Cenguan meant when he said, "Actually, you will see the corridor again soon, but you should not have the guts to go out by then."He turned back to check the "rules" left by Xie Cenguan——

"When the vajra bell rings, fierce ghosts will come out!"

The window screens have turned crimson, and if you walk now, you will be discovered.Mu Zhishen saw the treasure cabinet with his eyes, made a quick decision, and took off his clothes, revealing the ghost tattoo covering his entire upper body. The tattoo seemed to become more colorful the moment it touched the air, and the ghost head glared at his tight chest.He quickly curled up and hid in the treasure chest, holding his breath.